KATHERINE SOLARIAN
Katherine is a strong, powerful woman, she has always admired the story of how her parents changed history on the "Purebloods Rising" day. The day when her mother killed the man who was responsible for the "Purebloods Massacre"
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The name Shadow is what they call me because I have no light in me. I am just a shadow that hunts and kills when I please. I'm called a monster, a murderer, a demon, blah, blah, blah. I don't care that I am considered a villain and I don't care what people think. People are just weak and think getting a job at a good company is hard. Life is hard and if they knew how life really is they would have to go through hell just to make it through a day.
I made sure I survived even if I was considered evil for it. I lived in the woods then I killed those who tried to take me. I killed everything when I was young. For food, clothes, money. Back then it was survival. Now I enjoy killing people. I consider it fun. Why care about people and become weak when you can be strong and not let petty emotions make you guilty? I'm not scared of my dark desires, I embrace them. In the end, I'm incapable of being good. I was 16 when I killed a man for trying to violate a little girl. She took one look at my hair and eyes and called me a monster.
The men I kill are bad people, but you can never do good without being considered bad.
I've come back to Spain because of the Arcanadian incident. Someone's been coming after me for years. They could never find me just as I could never find them. Whoever they are has been stepping up their game. They are kidnapping people, my people, and others. I want to stop them and find out why.
I came to this club to meet up with a few connections I have but in the end, they were a bust. No information whatsoever. I know I'm close. I can just feel it. The dim hallways hide my scowl as I walk down the corridor. I'm not even in the mood to have fun at this club, I'm just in the mood to kill.
I feel a presence behind me, the same one that has been following me down this hallway. Perfect.
I turn and grasp their throat before slamming them into the wall. "What are you doing in my club?" I ask coldly. I hear a small groan before I feel a knee jab me in the stomach causing me to loosen my grip. Suddenly a knife is put to my neck and my back hits the wall. I look up and see a woman. "You're the boy who escaped" She mutters to herself. I feel a wave of familiarity hit me.
She wears a black mask that covers her face except for her plump lips and devilish eyes. Her hair is black and straight and goes down her back. She wears a waitress outfit that makes her look like a goddess. She has slender shoulders, heavy breasts, a slim waist, and thick thighs that look perfect in her outfit.
I pull out my knife before placing it against her throat. "I'm not going to ask again" I warn. "Looks like we could both just slit each other's throats right here." The woman says in a husky voice as she leans into my knife causing it to cut her porcelain skin. I expect to see an expression of pain on her face but instead, see one of pleasure. My eyes darken at the sight and I press my knife deeper, drawing more blood. I see the blood ooze down and have the urge to lick it. I wonder how this masked woman would react. "So who do you think will be faster, you or me? Do you think I can slit your throat before you slit mine? I would love to try" I grin.
